Chapter 555: A profession that burns money, but a sharp edge that can kill people? (1/2)

Chapter 555: A profession that burns money, but a sharp edge that can kill people?

Shenming Palace.

Aaron sat at the wine table, drinking glass after glass of wine, not stopping until his head felt dizzy.

"I was really sloppy today." Aaron burped, "Why do you think I was so impulsive?"

"Is it really appropriate for you to ask yourself this question?" The missing body said angrily and disdainfully. After receiving the memory of the main body, he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to drink a bottle of white wine to suppress the shock.

But before he could drown his sorrows with wine, the main body got ahead of him and ordered him not to drink because he needed his other self to stay awake so that he could answer questions better.

Isn't this clear-cut bullying? It was himself who was being bullied, which was totally off the mark.

"Then who else can I ask?" Aaron shook his head and said, "It's really inappropriate to ask this question to anyone else!"

"Beautiful." Missing Body clapped her hands, "What you say makes sense, I am speechless."

"Cut the nonsense."

"I can only say that it was not impulsive. It must have been carefully considered at the time, but I just regret it now.

But this is not necessarily a good thing. At least we don’t have to think of ways to explain some things. Hermione is not the kind of woman who makes trouble without reason. We will feel more relaxed in the future. "

"But I don't feel relaxed. On the contrary, the pressure is even greater." Aaron said as he poured himself another glass of wine. "Giving this kind of promise is equivalent to putting the responsibility on your shoulders in advance."

"Who can you blame?" said the missing body, "you have to walk the path you choose on your knees, right?

There is only one thing you need to do now, and that is..."

"Don't worry, I know what's appropriate. I'll calm down after some sleep."

"No, I mean let me drink some first, otherwise I might lose sleep at night."

Aaron rolled his eyes, "Okay! But you can't drink too much."

The missing body immediately pointed to the wine cabinet, and a bottle of strong wine flew into his hand with a slight movement of his fingers.

He opened the cap and blew on the bottle, using the alcohol to soothe his mood.

"Huh! It's a little uncomfortable, but it's much more comfortable."

“Where’s Abe?

I've had it here for a while, how is it doing? "

"Uh... This..." The missing body smiled helplessly, "This is difficult to describe. It's better for you to see it yourself."

Pushing open a door, Aaron's eyes widened involuntarily, and he even sobered up a bit.

I saw a scene playing in a loop on the ceiling. The huge holy dragon was surrounded by thousands of dragons, inheriting its position as Dragon King under the gaze of countless kin.

And below, on a hill made of gold coins, a white baby dragon lay comfortably on a small bed made of pure gold. A large bucket of milk fell under its sucking speed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In addition, there were three shadow ninjas waiting on the side, one carrying the fruit plate, one carrying the barbecue, and the third was responsible for adding vegetables.

Snapped!

Aaron slapped his forehead, and a green magic circle appeared in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a hurricane blew up in the vault. Abbey was caught off guard and was blown down. He crawled out of the pile of gold coins after a few seconds.

"Master, when did you come?"

Aaron didn't answer, just lifted it up, and after briefly weighing it, his face turned dark.

"Gained again, at least a pound."

"It's hard to eat!" Abe said as if he was taking credit. "The hostess said I'd better eat more so that it feels more comfortable to hold me."

Aaron: ...

"Klea did say this." Missing Body said with an awkward smile, "And judging from a dragon's appetite, it doesn't eat much and can lose weight in three days at most."

"Haha!" Aaron said speechlessly, "But lying in the vault, with food, drink and someone to serve you, isn't it too luxurious?

I asked you to take care of it, but I didn’t ask you to take care of it like this! "

"The main reason is that I don't have time." Missing Body said confidently, "You have arranged too many tasks for me, and I can't keep an eye on them all the time.

And it does work a lot during this period, so you should enjoy it! "

"Really?" Aaron asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's true." Abe nodded hurriedly, "I spend two hours every day using dragon flames to dissolve those alchemy materials, otherwise it would never be that easy for the master to achieve five enchantments."

"So it's really successful?"

"It's a fluke." The missing body smiled, and then took out a small box from the storage shelf. After opening it, there were two pale golden projectiles inside.

“Even with the dragon flame bonus, it failed many times, and the final product was just these two.

I injected a single element of magic power into it, and combined with the other side flower, I can release a power no less than that of a junior great mage. "

"Amazing, as expected of me." Aaron was in a great mood. This was a small step in alchemy, but a giant leap for him.

Five times of enchanted bullets were not of much help to him as a mid-level great mage, but it was another matter for him and his missing body who only had half of their magic power.

It's a pity that it can't be mass-produced yet, otherwise the consumption of magic power in battle will be reduced by at least half.

"I have been deeply touched during this period." Xiannian Tiyu said earnestly, "Ninety-nine percent of wizards who can benefit from alchemy are just scratching the surface. At most, they are just applying the knowledge they have already mastered.

But if you want to go further in alchemy, you will undoubtedly consume huge amounts of wealth.

This is a costly profession, and you really can't afford it if you don't have a rich family background. The value of a bullet enchanted five times is at least ten times higher than a bullet enchanted four times. "

"So expensive?" Aaron frowned.

"What do you think? These are all disposable consumables.

If it were placed in Knockturn Alley, knowing that it would pose a threat to the Grand Mage, those dark wizards would definitely be willing to exchange all their wealth for it. "

"Hiss! Improve slowly!

Although we have a lot of wealth, we cannot afford such squandering. "

"I understand, then Abe, should you continue to stay in Shenming Palace, or should I go out with you to breathe fresh air?"

"Let me stay here to help you for the time being!" Aaron muttered, "Before Dumbledore's life came to an end, the situation in Hogwarts was relatively stable.

If it really comes to a critical moment, I will summon it. After being promoted to the intermediate level Grand Mage, the defensive magic of Hogwarts cannot hinder my summoning circle. "

Back in the dormitory, Aaron lay down directly on the bed driven by his drunkenness.

He did not rest immediately. Perhaps the commitment he made today made him feel an unprecedented sense of urgency. He opened his personal panel for the first time in a long time.

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic energy: body: 8782, high-level magician; missing body 8782, high-level magician; total 17564 (intermediate-level great magician, a rare existence in the magic world)]

[Talent: Once-in-a-lifetime (the magic energy increases by 4 points every day, the body increases by 2 points, and the thoughts body increases by 2 points)]

[Items: Resurrection potion (can resurrect any creature that dies within an hour), magic carpet, Captain Jack's compass,...]

[Magic Points: 1370]

"The strength has not improved much, but the magic points have been accumulated to four digits." Aaron stared at the numbers behind the magic points, and after a long silence, there was a trace of bitterness on the corner of his mouth.

The magic point cannot be moved at all and must be kept in case of emergency.

There is nothing we can do about it. Who makes that old guy Dumbledore unable to hold on any longer?

If he could hold on for three to five more years, he would not hesitate to spend a thousand magic points to buy the Fang of Diroyus to improve the quality of the artifacts forged by Argo.

"System, open the task panel."

"Okay, host."

[Slughorn's Secret (find out what Dumbledore desperately needs);

Completing the mission rewards 800 magic points; there is no penalty for mission failure; Accepted]

“Sure enough, there is still only one mission.

Take one step and look at it, there is still some development time. "Aaron murmured with some disappointment, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

Ron couldn't stand Lavender Brown's clingy care and applied for discharge from Madam Pomfrey the next day.

In the following weeks, Harry continued to work hard to gain Professor Slughorn's memory, and at the same time, he did not fall behind in Dumbledore's lessons.

With Phineas as an undercover agent, Aaron easily obtained important information about Voldemort.

First, after graduating from Hogwarts, he went to work at Borgin Burke's shop, where he unexpectedly met Hepzibah Smith, a descendant of Helga Hufflepuff.

With his handsome appearance and his own charm, the rich witch willingly took out her heirloom Hufflepuff's golden cup for him to admire. Perhaps it was fate that while showing off her wealth, she also took out another item from her family. A rare item found in Borgin Burke's shop, Slytherin's locket.

Hepzibah Smith died two days later, and the Ministry of Magic determined that the murderer was her house elf. The two treasures were missing, and Voldemort resigned from Borgin Burke.

The second is that Voldemort returned to Hogwarts to seek the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. At that time, he was almost "unrecognizable", and his request was rejected by the then principal Albus Dumbledore.

Aaron selected some of the keywords and wrote them down on the blackboard and stopped paying attention. He could feel that this information was important, but they were like a treasure that needed a key to open, and no matter how jealous he was until the key appeared, Treasures are a waste of time.

Draco felt a lot more settled. Although he still had a cold face every day and looked like he should avoid strangers, his eyes were a little more relaxed.

...

hall.

Aaron opened his notebook and carefully carved the complicated magic circle on the parchment.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly covered the paper, and Aaron looked up and saw an unfamiliar face.

"Katie Bell? Are you discharged from the hospital?"

"Luckily, your pill helped a lot." Katie Bell smiled, "The first thing I did after returning to school was to express my gratitude to you. Is there anything you want to say?"

"You're welcome." Aaron waved his hand nonchalantly, "I will save even a cat or a dog, let alone a living person."

The corner of Katie Bell's mouth twitched slightly. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Clea, who was smiling and saying nothing. She couldn't help but have a hint of embarrassment on her face, and immediately turned around and walked towards the Gryffindor table.

"It's quite popular!" Klea smiled, "Katie seems to have made a lot of determination to come to you."

"But pull it off! I've already offended two of them at Hogwarts, and I don't want a third one.

She doesn't like my taste either, and... I'm not familiar with her. "

"You know the truth."

Aaron rolled his eyes and continued to write and draw on the paper.

After a while, a figure hurriedly passed in front of his eyes, and then another figure flashed away.

"Who passed by just now?" Aaron stopped writing angrily, "Are you going to let people study hard?"

"One is Draco Malfoy and the other is Harry Potter.

Katie Bell is back and guess what happens? "Klea smiled meaningfully.

Aaron frowned and thought for a moment, then slammed the table, "Gan!"

Without any hesitation, he picked up his notebook and chased after her.

But it was still a step too late. By the time he chased him to the bathroom, there were already sounds of fighting and Draco's screams.

Pushing the door open, a large pool of water mixed with bright red blood came into view. Draco groaned in pain on the floor, with several hideous blood marks on his chest.

"Hiss!" Aaron gasped, "Are you going to kill him?"

"I, I'm not, I didn't..." Harry hesitated, "I just wanted to ask Katie Bell..."

"Get out of the way." Aaron pushed Harry aside angrily, glanced at Draco's injuries, and immediately realized that it was the Shadowless Curse.

"You really can cause trouble for me."

"Can it be cured?" Harry asked in panic. This magic was an offensive magic he learned from the Half-Blood Prince's notes, but he didn't know the effect.

Aaron glared at him, then took out his wand and pointed at the wound on Draco's body, and recited the counter-curse several times in succession before the wound could barely heal.

The danger to his life was temporarily relieved, but the massive loss of blood also caused Draco to fall into a coma.

"Send him to the school hospital later, you go there yourself.

He also told him that what happened today was an accident, and he knew what it meant. "

"I didn't mean to." Harry said with difficulty.

"Haha! Do you think I believe it?"

"But this is really my first time using this magic."

"First time?" Aaron raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I know you don't like Draco, but there is no need to test magic that can kill people on him!

Shen Feng Shadowless Curse, the parts damaged by this magic can only be healed with counter-curses. Fortunately, you didn't hit his head or limbs, otherwise he would not die but would be disabled. "

"I don't want to do this either." Harry defended hastily. "I just wanted to ask Malfoy why he cursed Katie, and why he did it first."

"But I saw him lying here half-dead." Aaron said meaningfully, "Also, I beg you on this matter, can you mind your own business?

You have a more important task, you have to get Professor Slughorn's memory as soon as possible. "

"This is no small matter." Harry said solemnly, "I suspect he wants to assassinate Dumbledore."

"You can think of it, but Dumbledore can't think of it?" Aaron asked tiredly, "Have you never thought about why he didn't pursue it?"